Finger Eleven
Costume For A Gutterball
The mask keeps on slipping and tearing
The holes aren't big enough to see
I strain and I'm bending to hear you
What did you tell me?

So slow, you see me disappear
Taken in, taken away
You see me disappear
Taken in, taken away

Caught in another memory
Looking for something left to see
And now I want something

The one in the corner, it's moving
Slowly up, slowly down
Never too brilliant or clever
It won't turn around

The mask keeps on slipping and tearing
The holes aren't big enough to see
No one will know that I'm looking
They can't get to me

So slow, you see me disappear
Taken in, taken away
You see me disappear
Taken in, taken away
Caught in another memory
Looking for something left to see
Now I want something

So slow, you see me disappear
Taken in, taken away
You see me disappear
Taken in, taken away

Caught in another memory
Looking for something left to see
Now I want something